Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Song for Sharon, artist - Joni Mitchell.
Date of issue: 28.10.2012
Song language: English
Song for Sharon |
I went to Staten Island. |
To buy myself a mandolin |
And I saw the long white dress of love |
On a storefront mannequin |
Big boat chuggin' back with a belly full of cars… |
All for something lacy |
Some girl’s going to see that dress |
And crave that day like crazy |
Little Indian kids on a bridge up in Canada |
They can balance and they can climb |
Like their fathers before them |
They’ll walk the girders of the Manhattan skyline |
Shine your light on me Miss Liberty |
Because as soon as this ferry boat docks |
I’m headed to the church |
To play Bingo |
Fleece me with the gamblers' flocks |
I can keep my cool at poker |
But I’m a fool when love’s at stake |
Because I can’t conceal emotion |
What I’m feeling’s always written on my face |
There’s a gypsy down on Bleecker Street |
I went in to see her as a kind of joke |
And she lit a candle for my love luck |
And eighteen bucks went up in smoke |
Sharon, I left my man |
At a North Dakota junction |
And I came out to the «Big Apple"here |
To face the dream’s malfunction |
Love’s a repetitious danger |
You’d think I’d be accustomed to Well, I do accept the changes |
At least better than I used to do |
A woman I knew just drowned herself |
The well was deep and muddy |
She was just shaking off futility |
Or punishing somebody |
My friends were calling up all day yesterday |
All emotions and abstractions |
It seems we all live so close to that line |
And so far from satisfaction |
Dora says, «Have children!» |
Mama and Betsy say-«Find yourself a charity.» |
Help the needy and the crippled or put some time into Ecology." |
Well, there’s a wide wide world of noble causes |
And lovely landscapes to discover |
But all I really want right now |
Is… find another lover |
When we were kids in Maidstone, Sharon |
I went to every wedding in that little town |
To see the tears and the kisses |
And the pretty lady in the white lace wedding gown |
And walking home on the railroad tracks |
Or swinging on the playground swing |
Love stimulated my illusions |
More than anything |
And when I went skating after Golden Reggie |
You know it was white lace I was chasing |
Chasing dreams |
Mama’s nylons underneath my cowgirl jeans |
He showed me first you get the kisses |
And then you get the tears |
But the ceremony of the bells and lace |
Still veils this reckless fool here |
Now there are 29 skaters on Wolmann rink |
Circling in singles and in pairs |
In this vigorous anonymity |
A blank face at the window stares and stares and stares and stares |
And the power of reason |
And the flowers of deep feeling |
Seem to serve me Only to deceive me Sharon you’ve got a husband |
And a family and a farm |
I’ve got the apple of temptation |
And a diamond snake around my arm |
But you still have your music |
And I’ve still got my eyes on the land and the sky |
You sing for your friends and your family |
I’ll walk green pastures by and by |